My Primary School

My primary school was the boring place I've ever been in my life. To start describing it, it was a small, old green building in Chwarqurna. Its name was Public Chwarqurna Pimary School. Chwarqurna is a small town near Ranya. My school was right in the last bus station in the town. On the corners of the building, there were garbage cabins. Workers from government were burning the garbage daily so this made the environment around us in Chwarqurna polluted and dirty beside it had a bad smell of course. That also made the walls of the building like a hell because of the smoke. In the yard, there were two gardens which didn't really looked like real gardens. They were pale like a sick person's face. The flowers and grass were dried since they didn't water the garden probably and they were like a desert trees.




As you entered the building, you could find three rooms, one for the principle of the school and the two others were for the teachers. We have many teachers at our school, but what was weird about them was each have very different personalities. Some of them were really friendly with us that we could feel comfortable with them and share our thoughts with. The others were not only unfair with us, but also very strict and tough that they wouldn't even want to listen to students' opinion. For instance, once I was late to class, the teacher hit me with a stick just because I was late for class without asking me for any explanation why I was late for the class.




The internal design of the building was so old, the walls and floors were all damaged and dust covered almost everywhere. At the backyard the building, there were ten classrooms. They were very messy and disorganized, even we hadn't a trashcan to throw things wastes in. Sometimes our teachers persuaded us to clean the building. When we cleaned the school, and our face seemed like a mouse because of the dust. The walls become as a black board for the students because they were all writing stuffs on it, and nobody cared. This is all because of the teachers because they didn't make us love school and education. At the middle of the front wall, we had a black board, we were writing on it with a chalk. Both desks and door were broken, and they were squeaking like a mouse.




On the left side of the yard, we had a cafeteria. They were serving only one kind of sandwich, and it was really tasteless. The meat seemed like expired before a long time. However, it was disgusting, but we had to eat it because it was the only source that we could have food from.




We had not workers at school to clean the school so due to this reason the toilets were very dirty and full of sewage. For this reason students the neighborhood's toilets of our school. When there was a wind, the smell of the toilets were smelled over the school and interrupted everybody.